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Retreating to Earthdance

31 Tuesday Jul 2012

Posted by Phoebe (she / hers) in Green Life, Learnin', Writing Life

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dancing, goals, travel, trees, writing

Moss at the river side

My favorite kind of learning is the sort that sneaks up on you. You think you’re going to discover one thing and, because you’re receptive, the Universe seizes the opportunity to hand you another. And another. Sometimes the Universe really likes to cram it in.

This summer I’ve taken temporary leave from my job as a Community Liaison (writer, organizer, webmaster, photographer, event planner, project manager, etc.) to complete a novel for young readers. The novel and I have been courting each other since 2006. We dance around the idea of being “done,” and what better place to wiggle our toes than in a space devoted to the form?

Earthdance is many things –learning center, community space for dancers and others who practice contact improvisation, garden/orchard, peaceful oasis-in-the-woods– and retreat for art-types and peace-makers looking to temporarily escape the distractions of everyday life.

Hoping to finally discover the conclusion to my novel, I arrived fully prepared to spend my days whittling away at hundreds of pages of notes containing two separate drafts, and seven years of revisions suggested by myself and members of my Boston-based writer’s critique group.

Earthdance’s lessons were easy-to-miss, so I’m glad I arrived with the intention to listen, to sit quietly, and to treat myself with kindness.

I learned how to share space with a spider . . .

Spider on a pillow

And a butterfly (admittedly, living with the butterfly was easier!)

The butterfly comments

I learned what it feels like to wander into a garden and come out with fixings for lunch, fresh from the soil.

Teeny carrot

I discovered the impact of choosing to begin and end each day with gratitude (more specifically, sleeping in a wonderfully wood-scented dormitory bearing that name.)

The dorm, gratitude

I learned sometimes it’s necessary to move your body in order to move your mind.

Shira swings

David in the woods

I learned, to dissuade a deer from munching the garden, running outside and clapping your hands works just fine.

The deer revealed

I learned that, although we serve different communities, the vision, staff, and mission of Earthdance is ever similar to what I’ve grown to enjoy and deeply respect back at work in Cambridge.

Kitchen moment at Earthdance

I learned to trust that, if I sit quietly enough, watching the woods for creativity’s approach, it may arrive peacefully, timidly, joyfully on delicate feet.

Window on the orchard

Or it may not.

Hard to catch that squirrel

And both are okay.

Thank you, Earthdance. ‘Til we meet again . . .

My Gold-Plated Degree

25 Monday Jun 2012

Posted by Phoebe (she / hers) in Learnin'

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goals, writing

I recently finished reading the book, “Not Quite Adults: Why 20-Somethings Are Choosing a Slower Path to Adulthood, and Why It’s Good for Everyone” by Richard Settersten. It was eye-opening, how we talk about young Americans (not positively) and how the cultural and economic landscapes have changed since my parents were kids, and their parents were kids (more competitive, more expensive,) also how young people “swim” or “sink” in association with their access to resources.

In the greater cultural conversation, I hear a lot of blame: kids today just don’t know how to work hard, young people are too deeply in debt because of their college decisions (subtext: who told them to go to those expensive schools?), kids today might not surpass their parents in wealth or social mobility.  I don’t hear a lot of solutions, and even rarer an honest discussion of the inequities that hold steady through all the centuries of this country’s growth.

I’m one of those kids who went away to capture the alluring “gold-plated degree” that was to open all manner of magic doors.  Emerson College is a well-known and respected institution: I chose it in part because I was immediately smitten with Boston and also because the college seemed more silver than gold: not at the tippy-top of the prestigious school pig pile (consequentially, with a lower price tag), but close enough to award me many of the benefits.  And the benefits I’ve received are still unfolding -it’s been a steady win.

I’m also one of those kids with loan debt not-so-quickly repaid.

If I may, I’d like to quote from the book what I took to be the most important and exciting suggestion regarding how to think about growing up, going forward:

“One wonders whether a more relevant milestone in today’s world is not the achievement of independence, which has long been the central defining characteristic of adulthood, but instead the achievement of strong ties to others -what we might instead call interdependence.  To compensate for new uncertainties and the weak scaffolding provided by some families and governments, an effective strategy for young people making their way into adulthood is to build wider and webs of relationships with others.  A strong social network of personal and professional contacts can foster development and provide a set of supports that can be activated as needed.  Interdependence is not about completely relying on others for one’s own welfare, but is instead about knowing how to make and maintain positive, healthy, reciprocal relationships that offer a safety net for oneself and contribute to the safety nets of others.”

To this, I declare a solid HERE HERE. I’ve long claimed that one of the most important benefits I gained from my time at Emerson is the human connections; the intentional family of friends I’ve developed, (including my first roommate -one of my favorite people to this day.) I’m glad to see someone else has noticed.

PhoebeinBoston

Snowstorm of my college years

Occupy The Lilacs

04 Monday Jun 2012

Posted by Phoebe (she / hers) in Boston Moments, Learnin'

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arnold-arboretum, craft-tastic, goals, jamaica-plain

Since my days organizing for the National Organization for Women, I’ve learned that I am not an activist (by the stricter definitions.) Although I’m a daughter of the Civil Rights, Black Power, and flower child/hippie movements, my skill and interests lie in building community: connecting people, listening, assessing, and building empathy. I’m drawn towards the methodologies of Non-Violent Communication, mediation, Co-counseling, and dialogue.

I enjoy spending time with activists, spinning the energy from those connections into an adjacent creativity and passion (with a dash of impishness) that comes more naturally to me. However: invite me to mini-fy it and I’ll jump right on your bandwagon.

Occupy the lilacs

Cutest little Occupy tent ever!

Occupy the Arbs

Under the dandelions

Whole Heart Resolute 2012

06 Monday Feb 2012

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goals, writing

At long last, my 2012 resolutions and goals.  This January, my mind was abuzz with what I’d like to accomplish this year, but the ideas were constantly whizzing by, hard to pin and pen on a slip of paper destined for the ‘fridge.  I think part of the issue is that I had some secret desires knocking around that didn’t want to be exposed.

Resolutions
1.) Practice trust (instead of worry)
2.) Understand that everyone is doing the best they are able

Goals
1.) Discover timing and space that works for “Confessions,” and the other books to come
2.) Get some shelves up -kitchen, litter box room, office
3.) Cull my clothing, keeping only what I love, and keep clothes picked up
4.) Eat honey early (for allergies)
5.) Develop a “family creed” with my partner

Goal for this blog
1.) Grow to 10 views per day

Secret resolutions
1.) Visit as many new-to-me local libraries as I’m able
2.) Attend a writing residency

three leaves

An Open Letter To My Sewing Machine

11 Wednesday Jan 2012

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craft-tastic, family, goals

Baby Lock sewing machine with flowers

Dear Baby Lock,

There are times I think you hate me.  There are times when I feel thankful for your considerable weight.  Moments when the scent of your oiled mechanism, when I open the door to untangle stubborn thread from the cage that encircles your bobbin, is so potent yet so welcome.

The story of how you were acquired is to me cherished family mythology: my mother, driving, was once struck by another car.  An insurance payment for the damage went not to correct the dent, but instead brought you into our lives.  You impressed us with your newness, your computerized components, and our ability to program you, if only we understood how.

You who sewed a winning ice cream sandwich costume.

You who foiled my brother’s attempts to repair leather car seat covers, despite the specially purchased needles.

Who passed semi-frequently from my mother to her sister at rest stops on the New Jersey Garden State Parkway, both of whom would take you home with good intentions, and then accomplish nothing.

You with not a single actual opinion about me -love or hate- but much to say about denim.

We think we can do more with you than we are realistically able, but just having you in our possession inspires us to dream.

Whole Heart Resolute Take Two

06 Friday Jan 2012

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craft-tastic, goals, photography, writing

Ah, ha!  As promised, my 2011 resolutions and summarized results:

Resolutions:

  • Focus on improving my health, including my co-counseling practice, meditation, “dance therapy,” learning to stretch, and establishing a pre-bed routine –a work in progress. I did a fair amount of dancing (for free even! with people I love!), and learned a few meditation techniques that slipped off me faster than rain down a greased window.
  • Be more courageous in my interactions with people; talk less, listen more –another work in progress, though I’m happy with my level of attention to this resolution. “Talk less, listen more” was my mantra for the year.
  • Refocus my energy towards writing and craft, including setting up a desk/creative workspace –done! Well, the workspace, anyway. I’m still working on the writing and craftin’ part.  Interestingly, film photography sprung up in my life and I’ve tripped along behind like a child to the piper.
  • Be more intentional about celebrating my partnership –I suppose you’d have to ask the person at the other end about my progress! I’m quite good at not taking him for granted, but he’s far more skilled at little affections like bringing me flowers and limoncello, or graciously ignoring my rolled eyes at his many jokes and puns.

Goals:

  • Sell the novel –nope! However, my writer’s group of a decade has a project under it’s belt that I hope to share very soon.
  • Update my resume by spring 2011 –done. Solid, but much too lengthy.  Hey!  None of us is perfect.
  • Visit Seattle with my partner and our friend Barry in spring 2011 –oh, Seattle!  Mythical re-location city of my imagination.  This was one of those goals I had my doubts about when I set it to paper, insisting that the simple act of writing could summon the same magic that bundled me, despite my lost passport and lack of cash, and set me in Paris one year earlier. 
  • Collect five new pieces of art or writing created by friends –on my way. Purchased: Underlife by January Gill O’Neil, Cat Secrets by Jef Czekaj, and a burnt toast plush by a crafter I admire.

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Now that those are out-of-the-way, stay tuned for Whole Heart Resolve 2012!  It’ll knock your socks off.  If you have socks.  If you want them knocked off.

Muddy sneaker

Whole Heart Resolute

03 Tuesday Jan 2012

Posted by Phoebe (she / hers) in Learnin'

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family, goals, writing

Ready for wine - New Years Day 2012

I was never one for new year’s resolutions. For one, contemporary culture convinced the younger-me that resolutions were a fiction of the sort that also brought us unicorns and guilt-free candy. For another, the new year often rushes up and rolls over before I’ve time to contemplate what went and what’s to come.  Third, I’m not sure I completely believe in the concept of a year as I’ve learned it!

In 2010, however, I caught the resolution bug.  Maybe it was starting that 101 list back in 2009 but, somehow, writing an idea down and telling people about it became to me a magic of the sort that also brings us natural impossibilities.  I became addicted.

For 2012, I haven’t yet had the opportunity to form fully realized thoughts beyond what can I eat next or is it bedtime yet, so I can safely say I haven’t settled my resolve for the coming cycle of sun and moon. Thus, to buy myself some time, I’d like to share my annotated 2010 accomplishments/attempts (as described in a different digital journal.)

Stay tuned for my 2011 outlook.

2010

  • Begin each work day by writing down three tasks to accomplish – after practicing for about a year, I now consider this a fully internalized habit. Big score for this resolution!
  • Visit Jaleesa in Paris, France – done and done!  After discovering my passport missing the day before I left, and the requisite broken heart, me and mine made the impossible possible and I flew to France as the honored representative from family Newby/Sinclair/Jones. Got to take a break from the hyperactive U.S., pleasure in traveling alone, and, for the first time in my life, spent five unchaperoned days alongside my favorite cousin/younger sibling -getting to know her better and enjoying the city through her eyes. Then I visited my long-loved friend, her sister, and family in Leipzig, Germany. A big win on this resolution/adventure/misadventure.
  • Each week, plan a session of down time, reading time, and writing time –continuous, I succeeded better on the writing front than on reading and down time. Kudos to my favorite co-counseling partner for teaching me how to sit still and listen, and feel not only content in doing so, but also honored for the opportunity. Kudos to me for applying this skill to other parts of my life –you haven’t heard anything til you’ve listened to the sound of thirty geese plucking and eating grass down by the muddy river as you swoop past on your bike, under a rain grayed sky. Kudos to my partner for morning walks, and through whom I’ve “read” all sorts of books and magazine articles vicariously. Kudos to the library. This is a resolution to keep working on. 
  • Complete a version of my middle grade novel to send to interested agent by summer 2010 –to be continued, Finished my second draft summer 2010 -was it August? Still not the book I want it to be, so I started round three in the fall and worked my way to the middle of the book by December 2010. 
  • Find one way to celebrate each season and record/blog about it –nope, Did the celebrating via experiencing and being out in the world. Not so much the blogging.
  • Post to Librarytour once per month –nope, Still struggling with this one. I need to talk through the blog, figure out what my intention (other than the obvious: celebrate libraries, travel,) and re-imagine how I want to work with it.
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